old grace

That night, Xie Qinghe sat on a bench, immersing himself in the various and harmonious movements and stillness of the village.

Until they felt the cold wave on the land gradually dissipate, and the sun was pouring down gently, the industrious villagers got up one after another, lit the fire to cook, prepared farm tools, and fed the livestock. The man is chopping wood...

The village chief's family is also a very hardworking family.The old woman was preparing breakfast to entertain the generous guests passing by, while Erlang went to the east of the village to fetch water. The village head was the head of the family, so he didn't just sit and rest at home, but took wild vegetables chopped by the old woman to feed the chickens. Clean the chicken coop.

Not long after, there were horrified howls from the witch's house.

"The vixen is here for revenge! The old woman was killed by the vixen!"

It was the husband of the sorceress who ran out of the house in a panic. The villagers respectfully called the sorceress Xi Po, and he was the only one who called the old woman.

The witch's house was originally in a prosperous place in the village. Since Xi Po suddenly became psychic, the neighbors in the neighborhood have been unlucky one after another. Those who have conditions have all moved to other places. They would rather live in the outskirts of the village than live with them Her house is near.The old man ran out and shouted for a long time before he heard the voice from someone far away and asked, "Old man Li, why are you howling so early in the morning? Does Mrs. Xi care about you?"

The old man stretched out his hand helplessly and waved it in the air: "Grandma Xi is dead! She was killed by a vixen! Oops! Call you man to come and see!"

Soon, the news that the sorceress was revenged by the vixen spread like wind throughout the village.

A villager came to the village chief's house: "Village chief! Go and have a look, the sorceress was killed by a fox!"

The village chief took Erlang out in a hurry, and not long after, Erlang came back like the wind, and knocked on the door of the room where Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan were resting anxiously: "Master Dao, young master, have you two ever gotten up? It is really a last resort to disturb me..."

Fu Chuan held the door with one hand and blocked Erlang: "What's the noise?"

——The child stolen from Tang's house is still on the bed, so Erlang can't sneak in and see it.

Erlang told the story of the sorceress being killed by a vixen, and carefully looked at Fu Chuan's face: "My father is thinking, isn't your master the Taoist master who subdues demons? Please ask the Taoist to go and have a look." , This...what the hell is going on? This vixen...is a bit powerful."

All kinds of goblins and ghosts in rural legends, at most, possess their bodies to make people talk nonsense, have a fever, and lose their minds. Where have you ever seen a goblin appear in the real body and run into the house, directly pinching people's necks?The sudden murder shocked the villagers, and they all asked the village head to invite the Taoist priest from yesterday to collect the demon.

"Wait a moment, I want to ask the master." Fu Chuan closed the door.

Last night Xie Qinghe only talked about how to punish the wicked, but didn't give instructions on what to do today, and Fu Chuan didn't know what Xie Qinghe wanted to do.

Xie Qinghe pointed to the child on the bed, and Fu Chuan understood in seconds.

When Xie Qinghe tidied up his clothes and went out, Fu Chuan took advantage of the situation and carried the child out of the window, and put the child in the carriage.

That unlucky child was pressed into the sleeping hole last night, and Fu Chuan patched his finger at dawn, and now he is as quiet as an object, no matter how hard he struggles, he won't wake up.

Erlang led Xie Qinghe out, just bumped into Fu Chuan who was leading the carriage, he was startled, wondering inwardly, when did this little master come out?Did I not pay attention?I was terrified!Such a big person can't see it!

Xie Qinghe followed to the witch's house. At this time, half of the village's men, women and children gathered around, talking a lot, with fear in their eyes.

The sorceress can get along here like a duck to water, thanks to the fact that everyone in the village believes in ghosts and gods.The sorcerer said with certainty yesterday that Tang's daughter-in-law was possessed by a vixen, and she even tried to drive that vixen away, and was "killed" by the vixen at night. The whole thing was logical and without any flaws.

Xie Qinghe shook his head pretentiously, and said, "Go to the owner's house to have a look."

The villagers, who had been startled for half the morning, were startled. The village head and elders surrounded Xie Qinghe, Fu Chuan was still pulling his own carriage, and the group walked at a leisurely pace.Xie Qinghe is familiar with the classics, and now he is blindly memorizing a few spell books according to various spells.The village chief and the village elders have some knowledge, and it would be good if they can remember a few thousand-character texts. Where can they understand all kinds of jargon spoken by Xie Qinghe, everyone's eyes are staring at each other.

Long ago, there was a strong villager who ran wildly with his good-for-nothing daughter-in-law and children, and first went to Tang's house to watch the fun.

It's lively but not so pretty.

Xie Qinghe was still fooling the village elders beside him, and the dogs from the next door rushed up: "Uncle, the third master, the fourth uncle's family were all killed by the vixen! Uncle Li is also dead!" Several foreign surnames are all related by the same blood.

The sorcerer's husband is surnamed Li. He fled famine and came to Tangjia Village. He married the Tang family's daughter before settling down and taking root. After the death of his ex-wife, he married Xi Po, who also fled from famine.Xi Po died, everyone in Tangjia Village panicked, and most of them just watched the excitement.Anyway, not their relatives.

Now that they heard that the fourth uncle's family had died, the villagers in Tangjia Village felt different emotionally.Families with close blood ties were running all the way, and the cries of back and forth gradually increased.At this moment, there is really a sad and sad atmosphere spreading in the village.

Fu Chuan was deeply curious about this.

He grew up in Hanshan, and everyone around him has no blood relationship with him. He doesn't know the meaning of blood relationship.

Shangguan Shiyi asked him to go down the mountain to settle family feuds, what Hushui Palace was destroyed, and his mother left her alone when she was dying... He heard it like a story that he didn't care about, knowing that it was his responsibility, but he didn't have any deep-rooted hatred.

The reason is that he has no idea what kind of existence "mother" is.

He has no parents, basically all the disciples of the inner and outer sects of the Hanjiang Sword Sect have no parents.Everyone only has brothers, and he also has a master. A large number of outer sect disciples don't even have a master, and there is no such thing as jealousy or emotion when they see others have fathers and mothers.

At this moment, I saw the villagers of Tangjia Village call fourth uncle, that one called fourth uncle, this crying uncle, that crying brother...

He couldn't help thinking, is this blood relative?

Just now at the sorceress' house, many villagers dared not enter, fearing that they would get bad luck and offend vixies.

The situation was different when it came to Tang’s house. Many villagers rushed in to cry for the funeral. An old man hurried over after hearing the news. Revenge!" His children and grandchildren stood beside him, holding hoes and sickles in their hands, and they all echoed: "Skin off the fox and bury it with fourth uncle (fourth grandpa)!"

The village chief's family has been branched from the dead old man Tang for a long time, and they are not so close in blood, and they don't want to fight with the vixen.

"Brother Pestle, don't worry. You have to ask the Taoist to take care of the ins and outs of this matter. Even if you want to get rid of that harmful vixen, you have to find where it is, right? We are experts in this kind of farming. Daoist is the expert...Brother Chu, do you think what I said is reasonable?" The village chief stepped forward to grab the old man's hand and led him into his group of people.

At this time, some female family members shouted: "Xiu Niang is still alive! There is still a breath, the vixen never harmed her!"

Another old woman came out holding Xiu Niang's son: "The sheep's egg is still alive."

The old woman who was on good terms with Mrs. Tang got out and said angrily: "That Xiuniang is a vixen! Why didn't the vixen kill her, but killed her in-laws and men? When she married, she was alluring and dishonest. She didn't lay eggs for five years after entering the house, and she only made new clothes with rouge and powder, which brought down the atmosphere of our village! Didn't her mother's family be destroyed by her? The whole family died!"

Xiuniang's natal family was quite well-to-do, and when they first married, they had some foreign habits, such as cooking with hot water for bathing, and applying some face cream. There were also many boxes and cages for the dowry, and new clothes were made for the whole family.The big girls and young daughter-in-laws in the village are inevitably jealous, and they have to stand shoulder to shoulder when they are noisy.This makes the old ladies who are in charge of the family's financial power unhappy.

Mrs. Tang taught her daughter-in-law a few times, confiscated her dowry openly and secretly, Xiuniang couldn't be particular about it, and she was as disgraced and youthful as the women in Tangjia Village.But the old lady had remembered her hatred for many years, and she still couldn't help but want to come out and add insult to injury.

Fu Chuan was not very happy when he heard this, and said: "You old woman is so unreasonable! What's wrong with making new clothes with fat and powder? You have a big waist, a round waist and a collapsed chest, and your children and grandchildren can't earn money. Does anyone care if they make new clothes?"

Xie Qinghe didn't expect that he would make a sound suddenly, let alone that his attack was on this point, and he was a little confused.

"Little..." Xie Qinghe wanted to call Junior Junior Brother, but found something wrong when he couldn't say it, "Xiao Zhuan, what are you talking about?"

The old woman was also confused by Fu Chuan, mainly because she looked at Fu Chuan with a sword on her back, and she seemed to have a bad temper. She was really afraid that Fu Chuan would attack her whole family, so she blushed with anger and did not reply for a while. .Hearing Xie Qinghe reprimanding Fu Chuan, the old woman seemed to have found support, and looked at Xie Qinghe expectantly, only hoping that Xie Qinghe would severely scold Fu Chuan, it would be best to hit this unscrupulous young man a few times.

"Although this old woman says her heart is poisonous and her mouth is full of jealousy, she is a woman after all. Her skin, bones, skin and hair are all given by her parents. How can you be a gentleman if you ridicule her for being rough and not like a woman in a fit of anger? Are you sure you are wrong? ? No more nonsense in the future!" Xie Qinghe said angrily.

Seeing that he was really angry, Fu Chuan shrank his neck and said, "I know I was wrong. From now on, I won't tell you when you curse at others."

The old woman did not expect to be beaten by Fu Chuan, but was scolded by Xie Qinghe again.One of the master and apprentice scolded her for being ugly and her offspring were not good enough, and the other scolded her for having a broken heart and bad character, and they squeezed her out in all aspects.

The old woman was so angry that she looked for her son everywhere: "Boss, where did Boss go? You let people bully your mother like this?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Chuan was also obedient, and stepped forward to salute her: "Grandma is polite. I offended the old man with my unscrupulous words, please forgive me."

The woman's son bowed his neck and advised his old mother: "Mother, look, everyone has apologized, and you have something wrong, so let's forget about it?" Before the old woman could speak, he had already said to Fu. Chuan Zuo bowed and returned the salute, "Master Xiao Dao is too polite, it's more important for you to keep the demons away."

Fu Chuan glanced at the old woman's son and made a face at the old woman.

Unworthy children and grandchildren, unworthy descendants... The old woman only had four words left in her head, and her chest heaved with anger, and she passed away violently.

Xie Qinghe really didn't want to procrastinate any longer, so he asked the villagers of Tang's Village to prepare an incense table and put it in the Tang's courtyard. Farmers have sacrificial objects these days, so it's easy to prepare incense candles.Fu Chuan followed him to fight.

I thought Xie Qinghe was just going through the motions, fooling around for a while, but he didn't know that just after the incense was inserted, Fu Chuan heard ghost chants in the wind.

——Xie Qinghe did it for real, sending away all the ghosts and gods in Tangjia Village.

The villagers couldn't feel the various souls dissipating in an instant. They could only see a few well-off households in recent years. There were all kinds of house-guarding snakes swimming out of the homes, nodding in the direction of the incense table in the distance. Swimmed back home and disappeared.

This action stunned the villagers of Tangjia Village, and then bowed down in front of the incense table, and the Bodhisattva Tianzun God of Wealth recited it over and over again.

After finishing all this, Xie Qinghe shook the soul-relief bell, and said: "This fox spirit is the ancestor of Grandma Xi, and he colluded with Grandma Xi to cheat money and murder people's lives. The poor Taoist didn't realize it yesterday. If you have a rebellious mind, no matter how diligent and pious you are, you are not an upright god after all, and you will kill people if you turn your face. All believers will still have to sacrifice to the upright god in the future, and don't associate with rural gods."

When he did it, there was thunder and lightning, and he was much more powerful than the witch, and he had already fooled the village elders into obedience.

The village chief was even more shocked: "The fox... didn't hurt Xiuniang, but killed Xi Po in a fit of anger?"

"The vixen was going to accept the woman in the house as a sacrifice. Granny Xi deliberately bewitched her family and wanted to beat her to death, but was interrupted by a coincidence. The vixen killed Granny Xi in a fit of anger. Venting anger. Sigh. If it came to seek poverty, it wouldn't end here..." Xie Qinghe sighed.

Erlang from the village head's family quickly said: "It must be the bad luck that the vixen dared not come to the Taoist master."

Xie Qinghe said lightly: "Now this vixen has been chased away by me, wait for me to catch up and kill it. However, the woman and her child in the house cannot be kept, in case the vixen comes to look for her again, instead Killed the lives of all of you in the village...The villagers should be a witness, let her go with the poor way."

Several village elders nodded repeatedly: "Exactly, Daoist is merciful, so please take her away. It is really impossible to keep her."

Xie Qinghe pretended to be a ghost and came up with so many tricks, one is to warn the villagers not to be superstitious about witches, so as to prevent the villagers from harming others by using ghosts and gods, and the other is to take Xiuniang away for the sake of justice.These days, women and children are all property, the husband's family beats them, and the tribe sells them. Do you want to leave by yourself?That is absolutely necessary.

The villagers carried Xiuniang out and wanted to move it into Xie Qinghe's carriage.

He was stopped by Fu Chuan: "This is my master's car, how can I let a woman come up?"

The villagers were anxious to send Xiuniang away, and a well-to-do family donated a decayed scooter and put Xiuniang on it.

Erlang discussed with Fu Chuan again: "Little God, don't you still have one more horse?" It is already the limit for a villager to give a cart, and it is absolutely impossible to ask someone to donate the strength of an animal. possible.

Fu Chuan nodded: "Okay."

Yesterday Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan came with a carriage, but today they left with an extra cart, a woman and two children.

Fu Chuan was very displeased with this: "Master, why did we take this woman with us?"

Xie Qinghe was very surprised: "I... lack a cook?"

Fu Chuan suddenly remembered that what the uncle said at the beginning was indeed that there was a lack of a cook.

What he couldn't figure out was: "We heard the secrets of the Tang family last night. Don't we all know that this woman is not a good person? Isn't she going to be left to fend for herself? Why do you want her to be your cook?"

"Whether she is a good person or not, only she knows. Do you think she committed suicide intentionally and wanted to covet her family's property, what if she is not? Maybe she just lost all hope and no longer has the courage to live." Xie Qinghe took out a medicine box from the medicine box. "You feed her a pill, and take her child into the car. The child is several years old and can run and jump, so don't fall off the cart."

Fu Chuan jumped out of the car, fed medicine to Xiu Niang on the cart, and picked up her son again.

Xiu Niang who had been in a coma suddenly opened her eyes: "Sheep eggs..."

Fu Chuan hugged the child and said, "Will you wake up if you touch your son? You are such a good mother."

Yangdan couldn't stop shouting: "Aniang, Aniang..."

Fu Chuan simply put the egg back and said, "Stay here and watch your mother carefully, no one will pick you up when you fall off the car."

The cart was harnessed to the leader of Long Gang's horse, and the horse was tied to the back of the carriage. This was a test of Xie Qinghe's driving skills.Fu Chuan sat back on the shaft of the chariot and found that Xie Qinghe didn't bother at all, the two horses were walking forward by themselves: "Uncle Shi, you two horses are bullying me."

Seeing that he didn't bring the child back, Xie Qinghe didn't ask any further questions, and said with a smile, "Why did you bully you?"

"Yesterday, I went to lead the carriage, but they didn't move. They had to be fed with sugar. They lied to me about two sweet-scented osmanthus candies this morning." Fu Chuan complained.

"You want it to listen to you and give it something to eat, isn't it right?" Xie Qinghe greeted the two horses, "Isn't it? Uncle, Second Uncle?"

Those two horses actually let out a breath, and the horse named "Second Master" also made a strange sound, which seemed to be a response.

Fu Chuan was amazed: "I knew it was called Uncle, and I thought it was the Second Master next to it, but I didn't know it was the Second Master!"

He thinks Uncle Shi is really interesting.

"Uncle, is there any big city ahead?" Fu Chuan asked.

Xie Qinghe thought for a while and said, "Seventy miles ahead is Anyang City, the capital of Yi County. It is the largest city with a radius of hundreds of miles."

"The disciple also has property in Anyang City. Why don't the uncle send the disciple there." Now that Fu Chuan has recognized his relatives, he can't treat the uncle as an "unknown old man with ulterior motives" at will. I mean, the cook is still sick, and there are two children... Besides, the master told me that the disciples came down the mountain to form a relationship, and the elders of the master's sect were not allowed to help..."

Xie Qinghe heard that his words were insincere.

The junior brother is angry.

Last night when he asked Fu Chuan to steal Xiuniang's natal nephew, the kid didn't say "caring for the family", nor did he dislike having a child as a burden.

Because when Xie Qinghe asked Fu Chuan to threaten Xiuniang, he also confessed that Xiuniang should raise the child Yunyun, so he instinctively thought that Xie Qinghe would not care about Xiuniang anymore.He decided in his heart that Xiu Niang was not a good person, saving her life was nothing more than taking her with him all the way, so he couldn't swallow his breath.

If you want to save people, go save them. If I don’t want to save people, I won’t be with you anymore!

Children's thinking is so straightforward and simple.

Xie Qinghe thought for a while and said, "That's fine."

Fu Chuan didn't expect him to agree so simply, and prepared a lot of excuses, trying to convince the uncle.

Now that all the talk was empty, Fu Chuan was still a little strangely disappointed, he opened his mouth, and what he said was very "open-minded": "That's right. I will prepare the carriage and driver for the uncle, you You don't have to work so hard, read a book and sleep on the way back..."

"Thank you very much." Xie Qinghe patted his head, "You go to Dragon City alone, you have to be careful."

"I know. I've always been careful." Fu Chuan pulled his hand away and got into the carriage with his back.

But it pissed off the kid.

Xie Qinghe knew that Fu Chuan was angry, and also knew that Fu Chuan's anger had changed from "save the bad woman" to "don't coax me".

In essence, the elder brother is not very considerate. The younger brothers respect him, the master dotes on him, and only others follow him and coax him. He doesn't have the ability to shine on others.Instead of coaxing Fu Chuan, he couldn't help laughing at Fu Chuan's angry appearance.

Suddenly hearing movement in the carriage, Xie Qinghe frowned: "What are you doing?"

Fu Chuan was about to beat his uncle's soy sauce bottle, but he didn't know that his uncle's ears were so sharp. He quickly put the soy sauce bottle back, and after a moment of silence, he said, "There's a big hole in the road..."

Xie Qinghe couldn't hold back any longer, he laughed a few times, and said, "Then see if there is anything else in the car that you can vent your anger on, and my uncle will give it to you."

Fu Chuan came out awkwardly, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Uncle, can you give me the second uncle?"

Xie Qinghe only raised two horses, and they brought them with them when they went out this time.If others asked him for a horse, he probably wouldn't give it to him.

Fu Chuan has a special status.He asked Xie Qinghe for anything, but if Xie Qinghe had it, he would definitely give it to him.Back then, even the patriarch's space could be given to the junior brother, so what is a mere horse?

Xie Qinghe smiled and nodded: "Yes. You can take it away when you arrive in Anyang City. Bring some candies with you, and don't feed it too much."

Fu Chuan leaned on his back and said softly: "Uncle, you are just like Master, you are so kind to me." After a moment of silence, "Sometimes staying by your side is like Master's presence." Be more kind, because the master will reprimand and punish, but the uncle will not.

On the seventy-mile road to Anyang City, I stopped and went, the carriage still carried the cart, and I couldn't arrive until dark.

Both Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan were used to sleeping in the open, they parked their cars skillfully, lit a bonfire, and looked for water sources for cooking.

The two children had also been liberated a long time ago, Yang Dan got off the cart, and Xiuniang's nephew Shui Sheng also slipped off the cart.The two children are somewhere between sensible and ignorant, even if they don't understand the meaning of death, they just surround Xiuniang, and they are all hungry.

Xiu Niang sat up with difficulty, wanting to beg some food for her son and nephew, Xie Qinghe had already called the two children to get some food.

After eating the warm soup and rice, Xiuniang was also worried, the temperature dropped at night, how would the children sleep?

Unexpectedly, Fu Chuan boiled hot water, washed the children's faces and feet, and asked Yang Dan to scrub Xiu Niang's head and face, and stretched out a hand: "Miss, take the children to the car and rest." Xiu Niang is now If she could walk, Fu Chuan refused to hug her, and at most supported her with one arm.

The cart does not rely on all sides, and the carriage has a compartment that can block the wind.No matter how seriously Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan were injured, they would not let women and children sleep in the wind.

Xiu Niang took the children into the car, and Xie Qinghe and Fu Chuan sat around the campfire, warming up and chatting.

Fu Chuan hesitated to speak several times.

Seeing him hesitate, Xie Qinghe didn't ask further.

In the middle of the night, Xie Qinghe and Fu preached good night and were about to sit in meditation.

Fu Chuan, who had been dawdling for most of the night, came over and discussed in a low voice: "Uncle Shi, the disciple has a property in Anyang, or else he can find a job for that woman there and settle him down temporarily... Do you want to make a living?" I want a cook, I will find you a chef in the future!"

Xie Qinghe thought to himself, I didn't suffocate you, you little bastard, after dawdling for a long time, I still spoke.

There was an indescribable lightness in his heart, and he let out a light "um" pretending to be flat.

Xie Qinghe came out of the mountain to investigate the collusion between the junior brother and the Demon Sect, not to pick a cook for himself.

In the end, if he really lacked a cook, it wouldn't mean that he was short for 15 years without finding a suitable candidate.What's more, whether Xiu Niang can cook is another matter - most peasant women can only put vegetables in a pot and pour a ladle of water, which is not called being able to cook.

Fu Chuan is going to Longcheng for danger, Xie Qinghe must follow.How can I make a detour to send Xiuniang back to the dense forest?

Neither of Xiuniang's two children has the aptitude for cultivation, not to mention the inner door of Hanjiang, the outer door can't get in, and there is no need to send them back to Hanshan.

Xie Qinghe's plan is to settle Xiuniang in a place where the folk customs are relatively mild, and ask Yun Chao to visit her for a year or so.As for whether Xiuniang has the ability to raise the children, and how far she can raise the children, Xie Qinghe can't arrange for her whole life, at most, she will not let them be bullied and die in unforeseen circumstances.

Fu Chuan lost his temper with him at noon, and the two agreed to part ways.

Xie Qinghe is not in a hurry, anyway, he will follow up secretly and protect secretly.It may be more convenient not to pretend to be the uncle.

However, after Fu Chuan held back for a long time, he finally came to talk softly to Xie Qinghe, implying that he would withdraw the proposal of parting ways, Xie Qinghe was still a little happy.Junior brother relies on me.The younger brother wanted me to accompany him.

——Although as the head disciple, it's not good to always hug the uncle's thigh.

Xie Qinghe found a reason for Fu Chuan, and immediately forgave himself: Junior brother is only in his teens, and he can still be squeamish for several years.

"It's close to the capital, and there aren't any wild animals here. They even said to roast a pheasant to eat." Seeing that Xie Qinghe didn't argue with him, and was willing to keep the woman in Anyang City, Fu Chuan was happy, and he listened to the outside world. If there is movement, I just want to engage in some group activities.

Xie Qinghe was also happy in his heart. For the first time, he did not focus on practicing, but gave advice to his junior brother: "There must be a farm nearby. Take some scattered silver and buy some poultry raised by the farm. It may be fatter than pheasants. "

"Does the uncle want to eat chicken too?" Fu Chuan asked the uncle to force him to eat it, and he had already taken the broken silver, "I'll go find it right away!"

Not long after Fu Chuan left, Xie Qinghe, who deliberately maintained a high-minded appearance, couldn't help laughing. The brats of other people's families are disgusting, and his own children are so cute and funny when they are awkward.Thinking that his younger brother wanted to eat roast chicken, he stopped meditating and got up to cut off some branches for the roast chicken later.

There were flying birds fluttering into the sky in the distance, Xie Qinghe realized something was wrong after a moment of delay.

The junior brother had already passed by just now, and Asuka was not disturbed.The person who alarmed Asuka at this time is definitely not the junior brother!

He never chooses a place to rest on the official road, and most of them follow the water source, which is basically half a mile away from the official road.This meant that no one would pass by his camping spot from time to time.In the middle of the night, who would go in this direction?

Xie Qinghe approached the carriage as lightly as a ghost, and said softly: "Madam and the child lie on the carriage, don't get up."

Immediately, he took out the sword that the Zuo family brother had been detained by Fu Chuan.

Half a mile away, the sound of bowing and stringing has been heard——

The arrow rain came in an instant.

Xie Qinghe opened the space directly in front of the carriage, and all the sharp arrows shot at the carriage flew into the space.

He released a part of his cultivation, and instantly cast the world-leading lightness technique. Like a ray of light in the night, he rushed towards the direction of the archer's ambush.

in the night.

Cold light flickered.

The archers only had time to shoot the first round of arrows, the archers in the second row of preparations did not shoot their sharp arrows, and the throats sprayed bleeding arrows first!

next second.

The archers in the front row who were unable to retreat in time also had an extra hole in their throats.

Xie Qinghe returns as soon as he leaves the sword.

People have returned to the front of the carriage.

At this time, the assassins who were ambushing everywhere had just made a surprise attack near the carriage.

Xie Qinghe feared that this group of people would accidentally pounce into his space, so he quickly put the space away and landed lightly on the roof of the carriage.

"Thousand riders?" Xie Qinghe has already recognized the origin of this group of people.

Although he had never ridden a horse or worn armor, Xie Qinghe had seen the formation and moves of this group of people too many times with Fu Chuan in Luoma City.For a top expert like him, once he sees someone perform any move, he will never forget it, and it is even more impossible to misidentify the opponent's origin.

Qian Chengqi, who came to hack and kill, was also very surprised when he saw Xie Qinghe: "It's Yan Buqiu! Find Fu Chuan!"

This group of thousands of riders wearing masks and black clothes actually dispersed in a rush, leaving only a dozen or so people to deal with Xie Qinghe.

other people……

They all went to find Fu Chuan.

Xie Qinghe lowered his long sword, feeling a little helpless in his eyes.

He had already killed all the archers just now, because the sword was drawn very quickly, there was no trace of blood on the sword, it was extremely clean.

It was probably because this method was beyond the comprehension of normal warriors, so the field commander of Qianchengqi didn't regard Xie Qinghe as a difficult opponent at all.After Xie Qinghe knocked down more than a dozen black-clothed men who were left behind at the scene, the group of black-clothed men who were looking for Fu Chuan had already dispersed...

Xie Qinghe got off the carriage, thinking, could it be that I have been tricked?The man shouted to find the junior brother, but did he actually mean to retreat?

After all, Xie Qinghe is only one person.So many men in black scattered in all directions, and if he wanted to chase the ones in the east, he would not care about those in the west.

Xie Qinghe didn't know that the other party was not that smart until the old birds flew up in the south and the sound of fighting sounded.So many idiots really left him and went to search for the younger brother... There were arrows and fireworks in front of him, and the men in black in all directions were running to the south.

Xie Qinghe wanted to support his junior brother. Didn't the men in black search for them around the carriage just now?

If he ran away, the men in black from other directions would go to the south to support, at least the men in black from the north would inevitably support, wouldn't they also have to pass by the carriage?There are also Xiu Niang and two children in the carriage.Xie Qinghe also felt that bringing women and children was quite a drag.

He stood guard near the carriage with a sword in his hand, leaving all the passers-by in black at the scene and counting them.

——His memory is terrible, he can remember all the directions that group of men in black ran in.

Counting that they almost ran away, Xie Qinghe opened the space entrance around the groom just in case.He also told Xiu Niang not to move.Only then did he raise the little junior's long spear and fly towards the center of the fight.

From a distance, I saw flesh and blood flying everywhere where the crowd gathered. The junior brother probably snatched the weapon from the man in black, and the flames splashed as he moved.

"Fu Chuan!" Xie Qinghe greeted and threw the spear.

The child was still holding two fat chickens in his hands, and his face was covered in blood without letting go.

All the men in black saw the spear flying out of Xie Qinghe's hand, and countless people along the way wanted to stop the spear.

——Fu Chuan didn't have a gun in his hand, and the brothers were so difficult to kill. If he had a spear in his hand...

However, the gun is there.

No matter how many swords tried to block, they were all pierced by the spear point.

Fu Chuan was overjoyed, and immediately threw away the Miao Dao he had snatched from his hand, leaped into the air, and reached the flying Muhe Spear with his fingertips.

at the same time.

Xie Qinghe heard the terrifying sound of an arrow, and reminded: "Cold arrow!"

A delicate and stern white-feathered arrow shot towards Fu Chuan's vest.

Fu Chuan just got the Muhe Spear, and while he was falling, he couldn't react in time at all.

The timing of this arrow was too coincidental, and the momentum of the arrow was too fierce, it was difficult for Fu Chuan to avoid it perfectly.Xie Qinghe was too far away, and even his extreme lightness kung fu could not keep up with the arrow, so he had to throw the long sword in his hand again—but Xie Qinghe knew in his heart that it was not enough!

That arrow is too strong.

He threw the sword out, and his power gradually weakened.

Although the sword can stop the arrow in time, it may not be able to stop the arrow.

Xie Qinghe had no choice but to explain part of his cultivation, and pinching the tactic with his fingertips, a cold light flew out of his eyes, chasing the flying long sword and piercing it in. In an instant, the long sword that was originally Fantie burst out with a divine light that could cut through the clouds, and the aura was like a god At that moment, Kacha cut off the long arrow that was about to touch Fu Chuan's vest.

"Sword Qi!" Fu Chuan was taken aback.

The men in black around Fu Chuan were also captured by the sword energy, and became timid and stiff for a while, unable to move.

Xie Qinghe withdrew his sword energy, spewed out a mouthful of blood: "Fu Chuan, he can't shoot the second arrow, take him down!"

"Yes!"

Fu Chuan didn't care about Fat Chicken anymore, he stabbed the man in black beside him with a shot, and ran towards the direction the arrow came from.

He saw his uncle spat out a mouthful of blood with his own eyes, and he was inexplicably anxious.The uncle is not in good health, and the uncle is getting old.I want to take down the sneak attacking archer and cut him into pieces, no, first ask him to kowtow to the uncle to make amends, and then cut him into pieces!

In anger, Fu Chuan was full of murderous intent, and any person or thing that stood in his way was swept away by him.

When he followed the direction of the cold arrow and found the position where the archer was ambushing, there was already no one there.I only saw a flying kite floating in the sky, and it had flown for at least ten or twenty miles...Fu Chuan shuddered!

flying kite.

How could it be... Feiyuan?